Supernatural

Dad's on a Hunting trip,

and he hasn't been home in a few days.

We got work to do.

That door is giving. I can feel it giving.

I know once you go Casper, things can be a little --

well, a lot crazy.

Sam: You came out here to see Mom?

Winchester Surprise?

I take all of that bologna, all that sliced cheese,

and I put it onto a hot plate.

Dad comes home,

and he picks up everything, chucks it in the trash.

Probably reminded him of you.

Sam!

Dean: It's a Ma'lak box.

Secured and warded.

Once inside... nothing gets out.

We're the guys who save the world.

We don't just check out of it!

Let's go home.

Howdy, fellas.

Anything on the shelves, 20% off.

Today only.

Great. Well, actually, we are, uh --

we're looking for the good stuff.

The really good stuff.

Everything back here is one of a kind.

You got your basics -- hands of glory,

your gris-gris bags, your anointed dove's blood.

And then...

we have the more premium items.

You boys ever mess with dragon's breath?

Actually, we're, uh -- we're searching

for something pretty specific.

How specific?

The skull of Sarah Good.

She was executed during the Salem Witch Trial.

Oh, I know who she was.

And I think I can help you.

I wouldn't do that.

I'll tell you what.

I'll make you a deal.

I got this for a song at a flea market up in Pawtucket --

No, you didn't.

Belongs to Bart Kemp.

See, he was a friend of ours -- a Hunter.

Worked out of Boston up until last week.

Somebody killed him --

cut him clean in half.

See, when they, uh, found the body,

his place had been emptied out,

but I guess you already knew that, didn't you?

Huh.

Ohh!

Now, this -- it's called Chrysaor.

Supposed to be able to cut through anything.

Sliced up your pal real good with just one swing,

but you -- oh, you're a big boy.

You might take some work.

They always talk too much.

Sam: Whoa. Dean, according to this,

he's got a ton of occult objects here.

What do you want to do with all this crap?

I don't know.

I mean, I-I guess we, uh, take it home, right?

Right, yeah.

Good plan. Home.

It's...

Eliot: People say they're brothers.

All I know is I was standing right here

- when I heard this -- bam! -

From the trunk of their car.

And then this, like, shallow breathing.

No way.

Eliot, you're creeping Max out.

Yeah.

That's them.

So what -- you're saying all this stuff is lethal?

Yeah, it looks like.

Hey. The Campbell brothers.

Lemme guess -- the usual?

Make it a double.

Dean, listen to this --

uh, hangman's rope, fairy dust, John Wayne Gacy's cigar box.

So we're talkin', like, 31 Flavors of weird, huh?

Pretty much, yeah.

Listen, Jack and Cass are out with Jules and her crew,

but when they get back, they can give us a hand

cataloging of all of this.

Oh, cataloging, fun.

Something like this -- maybe it's what we need,

you know, to -- to...

take your mind off things.

Things? What things?

Oh, you mean that thing that's riding shotgun up in my head?

That thing?

I mean, think about it.

Where did they even come from?

Them or their weird sidekick with the trench coat.

And what about that kid with the dumb Bambi look

on his face all the time?

So what?

That doesn't mean that they kidnapped Bigfoot or whatever.

You guys are dicks.

Gotta bounce.

See you later? At the thing?

Sure, yeah.

- Yeah. - Us, too.

- Bye. - Later.

Whatever their deal is, they got an awesome car.

You're not gonna believe this.

It's called the Baozhu.

It's one of eight ancient Chinese treasures.

I-It's a pearl that grants wishes.

- Sort of. - Sort of?

Well, technically, it's supposed to give you

"what your heart desires."

That would be Michael outta my friggin' head.

Exactly.

So, you're telling me

that the answer to all of our problems

is sitting right outside in the ca--

No, no, no, no, no!

What the...

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey! Don't move!

I didn't see anything, I swear.

Okay. Listen, that car is dangerous, okay?

Swear to God, if anything happens to that car --

Please, I don't wanna die!

Die? Why -- Why would you...

Just tell us what you saw.

I don't wanna narc.

You don't have a choice.

Okay. It's this girl Max.

She's new in town,

so I don't even know where she lives.

Don't.

- Help you? - I hope so.

Um, I'm looking for a -- a local kid, a teenager --

Max something.

I feel bad. I paid her to wash my car,

but she took off before I could tip her,

and I figured you knew everyone in town --

So you want me to give you

an underage girl's address?

No, uh --

It's not like that.

I...

Marta. How's that grandson of yours?

Oh, he's a spoiled little jerk, but I love him.

'Course you do.

Uh, listen, my brother and I,

we just need to talk to this girl, okay?

So, if you could help us out,

I would -- I would really appreciate it.

Oh, now, Dean, I-I-I can't just go around

handing out addresses all willy nilly.

I-I-I-I took a vow.

Please.

But, um...

I can tell you where to find her mother.

Oh.

All right.

I'm gonna kill her.

Does Max have a phone?

O-Or do you have any idea where she might have gone?

She's supposed to be in school.

Skip day.

What day?

February 7th -- that's skip day.

Kids ditch school.

Some of them head out to this old house on Route 36 --

throw a party.